4:57pm
sitting at my desk, cradling my head in my hands – thumbs pressed hard into my temples. my head won’t stop pounding, but i know, in just a few minutes, i’ll be presenting to the board. my handouts are freshly collated and stacked, waiting to deliver the visual punch i need.
i take a deep breath through my nose as the phone rings and someone walks into my office, at the same time. three minutes and counting.
